Eleanor's POV
I was currently in cooking class. I got really lucky this year. I had my favorite class with my crush/best friend, Theodore! I'm glad he had the class with me, otherwise I would have been really lonely. I stopped trusting a lot of people after my experience with Ian. So I have been holding on to the people I love, instead of making new friends.
"Eleanor have you thought about your plans for the year?" Theodore asked curiously.
"Actually, I have. I already planned everything out. I'm going to try out for the girl's soccer team, then I'm going to take gourmet cooking lessons, so I can learn how to cook delicious foods I never dreamed of making, then once I'm finished with those I'm going to join a major cooking competition. If I win I'll be awarded with a million dollars, not that I need the money."
"What are you planning on doing with the million if you win it", Theodore questioned.
"I actually don't know. I'm not really competing for the money", I answered honestly. "I'm competing to get my name out there in the cooking world. This competition will take place live on television."
"That sounds exciting", Theodore said interested.
"Thanks. I'm sorry I was rambling so long. What are your plans for this year?" I said in order not to be an attention hog.
"No it's fine, I like hearing you talk", he responded honestly.
I blushed in response. How could a simple compliment make me blush like I'm having a heat stroke?
"Thanks. I like hearing you talk too", I said shyly.
"Your welcome", he said quietly. "Anyways I actually haven't planned anything out yet."
"Maybe—I mean if you want", I nervously spat out, "you can take the cooking classes with me."
"I would like that. It would be fun", he happily stated.
"Alright class I'm done taking role. You will be working with an assigned partner. You both need to decide on what simple dish you're going to make."
Aww. I hate these kinds of projects. What's wrong with picking our partners. I hope I get paired with Theodore.
"Eleanor you will be working with Kiara, and Theodore you'll be working with Jones", Mr. Cullen said in a monotone manner while moving on to the other students.
NOOOO! WHY?! I sighed in disappointment, but smiled at the girl who was apparently Kiara. Just because I don't trust strangers doesn't mean I have to be rude. I knew it was her because she was already approaching me. She must of recognized me as one of the chipettes. Kiara was short for a human girl, probably around 4'll. She had curly caramel hair forced in pig-tails and piercing amber eyes.
"Hi I'm Eleanor Wilson, if hadn't heard of me, I'm a member of the chip—"
"I know. I heard of you", she interrupted with a small smile.
"Oh alright then, what simple dish do you feel like make", I asked calmly.
"I don't know. I usually make more complex dishes, so I get a better result."
"Okay, maybe we can make a couple of quesadillas", I suggested.
Her frown deepened at my suggestion.
"We don't have to make that if you don't want—"
"No no. They are quick to make anyways", Kiara blurted out.
"Um okay", I awkwardly whispered.
We ended up making both the quesadillas in about two minutes. We both made one each. I made mine with a flower tortilla and a lot of cheese. She used a corn tortilla with barely any cheese. We were the first ones to finish. There was an awkward silence between us for several minutes. I would look at her then look away. She just avoided eye contact.
Alvin's POV
I was dragging the stolen bag of candy down the halls that lead to my geometry class. I was in a pretty crappy mood, which was a mixture of guilt and annoyance that I had to be in math class. Once I was at the door I shrugged then inhaled before walking into the open door. I walked in at the worst possible time. The teacher was in the middle of a lecture, explaining things I couldn't understand to save my life. It only took a second for everyone to notice me, especially the cutie at the back of the room. Ms. Fudge immediately noticed me, and stopped her lecture.
"Where's your pass?" She asked bluntly.
"Don't have one", I admitted.
"Without a pass, how can I excuse you for being this late? How am I supposed to believe your excuse for not showing up to my class?" She stated in an irritated tone.
"I don't know", I said not giving a damn.
"Go sit in the empty desk right next to mine, but before you do that, throw away that bag of candy. Food isn't allowed in my class. You will serve a lunch detention today, and your truancy will be marked permanently on your record. Don't be late to my class again."
Oh shit…
Eleanor's POV
Eventually my first period ended, so I no longer had to deal with the awkwardness. My second period also happened to fly by, and now I was on my way to lunch. I saw Theodore in the small crowd heading for the hotdog line. I wanted to sneak up on him, and surprise him by jumping on his back. However, I immediately realized that I couldn't, since I'm overweight, and I didn't want to risk hurting him. So instead I ran up to him, and put my paws over his eyes.
"Guess who?" I whispered in his right ear.
"Santa Clause", he purposely guessed wrong.
I chuckled lightly. "Nope try again."
"I'm sorry I think I really need to get my ears checked. The person behind me is obviously an angel."
I playfully scoffed at his statement. "You're so cheesy."
"Yeah I know I am, but if I was a pizza I know you'd want seconds", Theodore said jokingly.
"Yeah I probably would", I admitted.
"So how was your cooking partner", Theodore asked curiously.
"Oh you mean Kiara? To be honest she's kind of weird. I don't know if she was having a bad day, or if she just has something against me", I replied honestly.
"Oh. What gave you weird vibes about her?" He asked with concern.
"She didn't seem to happy about working with me. She would interrupt me a lot, and she didn't like my idea, even though she ended up going with it", I said bluntly.
"Did you give her the option of making something else?"
"Yeah, of course I did. I don't know what her problem was", I responded.
"Hmmm… that's weird. Maybe she'll be in a better mood on Wednesday", Theodore said trying to make the conversation more positive.
"Yeah hopefully, but if she isn't I'll just ask the teacher to pair me with someone else", I shrugged.
"How was Jones?" In asked changing the subject.
"He was okay. He was shy, but nice", he said with a light smile.
"I'm going to get a hotdog. Do you want to wait in line with me?"
"Actually I was craving a burrito right now, but I'll meet you at the table where Jeanette is", I said politely declining his offer.
"Okay sounds good. I'll see you in about five minutes then", he replied
I gave the green-eyed chipmunk one last smile before I dashed to the burrito line, before it could get any more crowded.
Theodore's POV
It actually took eight minutes until I actually got to the point where only one person was in front of me. I sighed in relief when it was finally my turn. After the lady gave me my lunch tray, I struggled to walk. There actually wasn't much food on my tray, and a human wouldn't have trouble carrying it. On the tray there was a hotdog, an apple, and water bottle. What made the task of carrying the tray to the desired table more challenging was the fact that I had to constantly avoid getting trampled. The first pair of feet that almost knocked me over belonged to a girl who had blonde pig-tails like Eleanor. She was gossiping to her friend about a cute guy who apparently winked at her in math class. Right after that I dodged two pairs of feet. The belonged to two immature freshmen who were chasing each other for some reason.
Eventually I was only about fifteen feet away from the table Jeanette was at, but before I could get any closer, I made impact with a pair of feet. The guy tripped over me, knocking my lunch out of my paws right before his face made impact with a tray of spaghetti. The loud cafeteria immediately went quiet, and everyone's eyes were on us. The guy slowly stood up. He angrily glared down at me through the spaghetti sticking to his face. He towered over me, and more than a regular human usually did. He must have been around 6'5.
"DO YOU THINK WHAT YOU JUST DID WAS FUNNY?!" The angry giant shouted, literally breaking the silence.
"N-no. What just happened was an accident. I swear!" I fearfully answered.
"That's fucking bullshit. I take up 80% of your vision. There is no way you could of missed me", the stranger said clenching his fist.
"I'm sorry! My tray was so big it was blocking my visi—"
I was cut off by his large hand lifting me in the air by my neck. He started to crush my neck with his bulky fingers. I couldn't breathe, I could feel myself turning purple. Before he suffocated me, he chucked me at a brick wall as hard as he could. He threw me so hard that once I made impact with wall, my body went numb. I slowly began to lose consciousness, and the last thing I heard was an angel's concerned voice.
Author's note: Hey guys. I wanted to thank everyone following this story. Sorry it took so long to update. I just started school, and I'm already at risk of failing precalculus :(. Anyways I hope you enjoyed this chapter. I wrote a lot of Eleanor x Theodore for you original couple lovers :). Until next time my friends.
